"Bald man, get out of my way, or else...!" Teng Qinglei took a step forward on his horse, looked at Jue Wuchen in the distance and shouted, but was stopped by Lu Chen: "Senior Brother Teng, don't act rashly!"
"This guy is a little weird!"
When Teng Qinglei heard this, he was inexplicably shocked. Even Lu Chen was so wary. It seemed that the mysterious monk in front of him had some origins.
This bald monk was able to kill so many people with his bare hands, and he seemed to be full of benevolence and compassion. But in Lu Chen's view, this man was surrounded by evil spirits, and he must be a ruthless person. He also bridged the bridge alone, blocking the way of the convoy, so flamboyantly,
With such confidence, would he be an ordinary monk?
The answer is definitely not. Lu Chen has come into contact with various people during his travels in the world. He has rich experience and is well-informed. Ordinary people can tell the depth of each other at a glance, but the person in front of him has a mysterious origin and is definitely not a kind person. That's why Teng Qinglei let Teng Qinglei
Be careful in your words and deeds.
"Amitabha, you are so good. May I ask if the owner of the carriage is Your Excellency Jia Tianpeng? Monk Ping is here today and I have something to ask of you. Please agree to it!" Jue Wuchen stared at the carriage in the center of the motorcade, clasped his palms together, and revealed a smile on his lips.
His inexplicable smile, words and deeds are completely different from those of ordinary monks with kind-hearted faces and good intentions.
Lu Chen and Murong Ziyun looked at each other, not understanding what the bald monk wanted.
"What's the matter?" came a deep voice from the carriage.
"I want to borrow the monk's head!" The bald monk uttered a few words, but the atmosphere instantly became tense.
"Jia Chunming sent you to live it! You still don't repent and insist on forcing brothers to kill each other. Do you know the consequences of doing this?" The owner of the carriage clearly knew that someone outside was going to intercept and kill him, but he seemed calm and composed.
, take your time.
Jue Wuchen sneered coldly: "Pingseng only does what he has to do, regardless of the consequences!" After saying that, he kicked up the sharp sword on the ground and fired it towards the carriage, his shot was very decisive.
With a hiss, the sharp sword was as fast as a ray of lightning. Before Lu Chen could react, it hit the front of the carriage.
However, the sharp sword was not three feet away from the carriage, but was stopped out of thin air. A mysterious black aura spread out from the carriage like a poisonous snake, wrapping around the sword and swimming slowly.
With a loud bang, the sword exploded and flew open, and countless horses neighed in low voices, as if they were frightened.
When Lu Chen and others saw this scene, their pupils shrank and their faces were full of shock.
"Senior Sister, the people in this carriage are...!" Lu Chen said in a low voice. After thinking about it carefully, a senseless anger arose in his heart because they, the disciples of the Sword Sect, were being taken advantage of. He was escorted along the way.
The Jia Tianpeng who came here is not himself at all, it should be someone else.
"The people inside are innately strong!" Murong Ziyun looked solemn as never before.
"What on earth is going on? Isn't the person we are escorting a businessman? Why is there an innate powerhouse lurking inside?" Teng Qinglei was shocked at first, but he was puzzled.
Lu Chen said coldly: "Just wait and see what happens!" He could get angry at any time, but the situation was tense at the moment. In front of these terrifying innate experts, it was best to keep a low profile as much as possible to avoid being killed. After all, what's the point of wandering around in Kyushu?
Anything can happen.
Seeing this scene, Jue Wuchen was also shocked, and his handsome and evil face suddenly turned gloomy: "Hmph, a businessman named Jia Tianpeng actually played such a trick on the plank road in the open, and even Ping Monk was fooled by him.
It’s a joke!”
The figure in the carriage said solemnly: "Since you already know, why don't you retreat quickly? If you continue to entangle, there will be no good results for you and me!"
"That's true. It's a pity that Ping Seng has a bad habit of being too curious. Your Excellency didn't even show his face. It would be too arrogant to let Ping Seng retreat in the face of difficulties!" Jue Wuchen said thinly.
His lips moved slightly, and his gloomy face revealed an evil smile. What he hated most was someone pretending to be a ghost in front of him.
The person in the carriage was silent for a while, and then said: "Sir, why is this necessary? Keep a line in your life so that we can meet each other in the future! It is not my wish to have to face each other with swords."
Looking at the bluffing mysterious man in the carriage, Jue Wuchen said with sarcasm in his eyes: "Humph, you hide your head and show your tail, but you don't even dare to show your face. You have to be a rat!"
"Unbridled, bald man, I have tolerated you again and again, do you really think that I have no bottom line and let you do whatever you want?" The mysterious man in the carriage has a calm temperament and has no intention of fighting, but Jue Wuchen doesn't know it.
At any rate, after many repeated words, he finally offended the mysterious man in the carriage.
Jue Wuchen smiled evilly and said in a provocative tone: "In this case, Pingseng is bold and wants to teach you a clever move. If you can take on the young monk's three moves without losing, Pingseng will leave and never bother Jia again.
Brother's grudge, how dare you!"
"I've always heard that Buddhism is a peaceful place, but I didn't expect Buddhist disciples to be so competitive. You are so rude and you really don't deserve the reputation of Buddhism!" A deep voice came from the carriage, and every word contained anger.
Sensing the sarcasm in the other party's words, Jue Wuchen quickly turned his face coldly and said indifferently: "Your Excellency, since you look down on Buddhist disciples so much, then Pingseng should learn from you. I wonder if you have any judgment of this young monk.
Qualified!" After saying that, he waved his hand gently, and dozens of swords scattered on the ground flew up out of thin air, and all shot at the figures in the carriage.
When the eighteen red-clothed lamas who were closely guarding the carriage saw this, they quietly surrounded the carriage and waved their gongs to block the swords flying from the sky.
There was a clanging sound, and the situation in the convoy instantly became chaotic. Even Lu Chen and other Sword Sect disciples quickly drew their swords to block the sword.
"Humph, please take the young monk's first move: Great Compassion Seal!" Jue Wuchen saw the convoy becoming chaotic and sneered again and again. He immediately raised his right palm to luck out the true Buddhist method and muttered words. There was a faint holy golden light surrounding his body. In the blink of an eye,
In an instant, a golden 'swastika' formed on the palm of his hand.
Seeing this scene, Lu Chen's expression changed drastically. He immediately grabbed Murong Ziyun and Teng Qinglei and dodged to the left in the snow. Following closely behind, Jue Wuchen blasted the golden 'swastika' with a palm.
Figures in the carriage.
When the golden '卍' character was in Jue Wuchen's hand, it was originally only as big as a palm. When he smashed it out, it swelled up in the wind and formed a golden '卍' character the size of a house. Wherever it went, horses,
The figure exploded inch by inch, hitting the carriage almost in the blink of an eye. There was a loud bang and the carriage exploded, with one of them rising into the sky.
As countless broken wooden boards fell, the entire convoy was instantly torn apart. The red-clad lama
Four people died on the spot, and a large pit nearly ten feet wide appeared in the center of the convoy!
Lu Chen, Murong Ziyun, and Teng Qinglei stared at this scene with their mouths open, and the shock in their hearts was indescribable.
Is this the strength of an innate master? To be able to smash a carriage to pieces with a single palm is really unbelievable for an acquired warrior.
A young man in black floated down and looked quietly at the monk in white at the bridge. He was extremely shocked and angry. He gritted his teeth and said, "It turns out it's you, the demon monk - Jue Wuchen!" But his voice was extremely clear and crisp, unlike the one that came from the carriage before.
The rich voice is completely different.
Murong Ziyun and Lu Chen were stunned when they saw the young man in black who suddenly appeared. When they heard the deep voice coming from the carriage, they had just thought that the person in the carriage must be a mature and serious adult man.
, who didn’t expect that he turned out to be a handsome-looking young man. It turned out that he was pretending to be someone else, and it was really beyond everyone’s expectation.
The young man in black has a lean figure and a handsome face. He wears a silver crown on his head and holds it with a delicate silver hairpin. A few bangs flutter on his forehead. He holds a black folding fan in his hand with a snow plum tree embroidered on it. Under the tree is a
A noble woman in a magnificent red robe. The cold wind blew, and the robe of the young man in black lifted up and made a hunting sound. Standing alone in the snow, her whole body exuded an indescribable noble temperament, as if she were the king of the world.
Looking down at the common people.
The origin of the other person shocked Lu Chen and others even more. The demon monk Jue Wuchen, who is a famous figure in Jiuzhou and known as one of the top ten evil people, actually appeared here. It is hard to imagine what charm Jia Tianpeng's opponent has.
, can drive such characters to intercept and kill.
"It's Ping Monk. I don't know your surname yet!" When Jue Wuchen saw that the other party recognized his movement technique, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he immediately laughed coldly.
"You have no control over who I am, but you, Jue Wuchen, are so brave. Back then, you committed adultery, adultery, and robbery in Luzhou. You committed a Buddhist taboo. You were wanted everywhere by Buddhist masters and were on the run all over the world. Now you still dare to
If you block my way, you are simply asking for death!" The black-running young man shouted sternly, not afraid of the opponent's reputation as a monster monk.
When someone uncovered his past deeds, Jue Wuchen was furious: "Humph, you know very well. Now that things have come to this, no one can leave today!" After saying that, the whole thing turned into an afterimage and pounced on him.
The young man in black robes, with his right hand wrapped in a ball of golden light, struck at the opponent quickly.
"Such a mind is indeed a scum of Buddhism. Today, I will clean up the door of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!" The black-robed young man shouted coldly, and with a wave of his folding fan, a violent wind swept across the opponent, sending snow flying all over the sky.
When Jue Wuchen saw that something was not good, he immediately dug his claws into the ground and lifted it violently. A huge earth wall flew up and stood up in an attempt to block the violent storm.
But the storm was like a knife blade, splitting the earthen wall into pieces in an instant, sending dust flying all over the sky.
The young man in black robe stepped on the ground and stood up. Ouch, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded, and a huge dragon figure condensed out behind him. It was lifelike and vivid, tumbling up and down around the young man in black robe, with a roar that shook the sky.
It moves the earth, and its power is overwhelming.
"This is...!" Jue Wuchen's eyes shrank, something bad was going on, he quickly put his hands together, his expression became extremely solemn, his lips moved, and the ethereal and pure Sanskrit sounds suddenly sounded leisurely on the snow, and a huge statue
The virtual image of Arhat quietly emerged behind him.
